"One thing at a time, April!"

I remember one time in my life when I was scolded--frequently--for being a poor multitasker.  I was told that it was a skill that I'd need to get ahead in the workforce.  I was told that it was a sign of an intelligent mind. 

Now it seems like a curse.  I literally can't concentrate on any one project--I'm usually up to my knees in at least two, and usually unhappy unless I'm over my head in a third.  My unfinished project file is a fire hazard.  My half-baked concepts litter the landscape.  I have a notebook stuffed with floor plans for sim houses, fewer of half of which were completed, and fewer than half of those were worth uploading.  And worst of all, due to this frame of mind, the only solution I can conceive of is to write yet more stories that are probably wholly unnecessary, take more screenshots to balloon out my folder, which is rapidly approaching 6000 photos, begin more projects in Workshop, over half of which I won't finish for one reason or another, start more building projects that are destined to be abandoned and eventually bulldozed. 

What the hell is wrong with me?

Griping won't fix it.  But how do I un-learn something that was hammered into me and that is still considered a desirable trait?  Even as we see the very real consquences of multitasking, the errors made, the accidents caused, the productivity lost, the stress induced?

A while ago I'd have joked that I'd write a story about it.  That joke just doesn't seem very funny today.

:(